driving miss emily

so, jon's travelling this week. i hate it when he travels. sometimes when he leaves, i have this feeling of "ahhh. alone time," for about 3 seconds and then i remember that it's lonely being alone.

jon is the point person for getting dennis to school. i'm not sure how i wiggled out of it, but that's one duty that he just took. with that, he's pretty much taken on the job of teaching dennis to drive.

when jon left on sunday morning, i thought, "hey, let's see how well dennis is progressing. i'll let him take me to church." and that did not go so well. i got to thinking that big d is a little nervous driving me around. he kind of drifts into other lanes when he's driving. he's not so good with the lane changes. and he doesn't really multi-task that well. like he can't turn on the wipers without riding the brake.

anyway, so yesterday, he's driving home from school and i notice that he's holding his hands in front of the a/c. hmmm. he does it just about every time he's at a stop light.

and a big tahoe-suburban thing pulled right in front of us. without even thinking, d just swoops into the next lane, avoiding a collision. my first words were, "good job." and then: "did you check behind you before you switched lanes?" and dennis says..."no." at this point, i feel my heart get real big inside my chest. and my breathing was pretty shallow.

and then he stops at the light and holds his hands up in front of the vent. and he says:

"my hands get sweaty when i'm nervous."

and i almost wet my pants as i suppressed my laughter.

today, after school, i'm going to take him somewhere to teach him not to turn so wide. seriously, it's like he's parking an El Camino. only he drives a toyota.